1088. the slave auction meme

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Re: Ben Lockwood | werewolf OC | slave | no smut please

[unweepingwillow]

A small smirk alight's Willow's face as she walks about this one, eyes trailing past the skin and looking past as docility - there's something there that draws her; perhaps the torture he's gone through; the power hidden; or some sense of the deeper determination hidden behind his docile mask.

Either way, she wants him; wants to break him. Wants to make him hers.

:D

[unweepingwillow]

He's just a playtoy to her; a pet; something to be used up, wrung dry, and tossed aside the moment he ceased to please her. It wouldn't take long, either - not if he refused to show her some of what made him special.

For now, though, she was just going to get him chained to a wall; no leverage in sight, hands held up high.

[werewolf_hacker]

[But at least, technically, his hands are in front of him now, even if they are above his head. Things are looking up. Sort of.

But he still can't speak unless spoken to. So he stands there, staring at the floor. He hates underground lairs.]

[unweepingwillow]

Puppy looks all sad. [She gives him a puppy dog pout of her own, looking him over.]

[werewolf_hacker]

Yes, Mistress. [He knows she's not wrong. He hasn't looked happy in decades.] Is there a different expression you'd like me to have?

[unweepingwillow]

Smile. [It's an order. Just for fun.]

[werewolf_hacker]

[He gives her a slow, flat stare, for a five-count, before pulling his lips back from his teeth. It probably looks ghastly. But it's the best he can do under the circumstances.]

[unweepingwillow]

[She smirks, petting him on the head; he's a good little puppy, isn't he?]

[werewolf_hacker]

[No, not really. Those are fangs, and his eyes are amber. She's an inch from losing that hand, because he doesn't have to worry about turning someone like her into something like him, the way he has with previous Masters. He wonders if it would grow back.]

[unweepingwillow]

[Not without reattaching it; though she could always put a hook in its place and be even more dangerous. Still, she sees that look in his eyes... and chooses to deliver a nice little shock to him.]

[werewolf_hacker]

[He makes a pained noise between clenched teeth as his knees buckle, leaving him hanging by his wrists for a few moments before he recovers himself and manages to get his feet back under him.] I'm sorry... Mistress... did I... displease you?

[unweepingwillow]

Maybe. [She smirks. Doesn't matter whether he's bad or good; she'll hurt him when the urge strikes.]

[werewolf_hacker]

[Awesome, she's one of those, and a vampire too. And all he can do is endure it.

Until she slips somehow.

If she does.] I'm sorry. Mistress. I'll endeavor not to do it again.

[unweepingwillow]

Promise? [She kissed him. She didn't care.]

[werewolf_hacker]

[Gross. He speaks between his teeth.] Yes, Mistress. [He promises to try, anyway.] If you would tell me what you want, I could please you better. They don't teach mind-reading in slave school.

[unweepingwillow]

"Wanna have fun," she told him, a puppy dog pout on her face as she trailed her finger across his chest. "Getting all bored."